Shelly’s POV
I can’t stop thinking about Sebastian even though I loved it that he caught me getting out of the shower and I loved the way his eyes darkened when he saw me completely bare. Feeling all hot and bothered now, I know I need a release before I head to school. I don't want to be grumpy all day because I’m so horny. It’s not like I can find a boy there to help because none of them will even look my way. And I have no clue why my best friend Kathy says my brother is the fault of it because she caught him having a heated conversation with one of the boys that asked me out for homecoming last year. She also mentioned that wasn’t the only time she saw my step brother getting verbally abusive with one of the boys from my school. Come to think of it, all the boys she mentioned either left the state or were never heard from again. Oh well I guess I’ll just take care of aching between my legs myself with my little jake rabbit dildo. Pulling out the dildo I lay on my bed and parted my legs. Rubbing my toy up and down my folds until they're nice and slick I insert my rabbit in between my folds. Letting a moan out as I do. My mind slips to Sebastian and how nice it would feel if he was the one penetrating me instead of this toy. ”Oh Seb I say over and over as I pull my toy in and out of my folds slowly.” Picking up the pace I pretend that it’s still Daddy fucking me and “I shout don’t stop daddy don’t stop. Oh oh right there” I turn the vibration up as fast as it can go. Until I feel that familiar pleasure building up in my clit making my eye body shake. A few more strokes in and out and I’m cumming all around my rabbit dildo with a shaky breath wbf shakier legs. I ride my orgasm out and when I finally feel relieved I pull the dildo out and crash into my bed. Damn I wish that was Sebastian instead of my damn toy. I really need the real thing. It would be so much better than this old toy of mine. Deciding that I’m going to do everything that I can to get Sebastian’s attention I come up with a plan of seducing my stepbrother. Sebastian’s POV Meanwhile a few rooms over, Sebastian is railing Cassidy in the pussy over and over again while she is tied up to the bed rails. Attempting to forget about Shelly. Cassidy is a moaning mess ”oh oh Sir don’t stop Sir never stop Right there yes right there”. Feeling a sting on her pussy making her welp. “Did I tell you to talk no I didn’t keep your mouth shut or I’ll fuck that little pucker hole of yours“. “ Do you understand what I’m saying while holding a hand around her throat?” Yes Sir understood. Realizing he isn’t enjoying himself with his mind distracted he says “Cassidy to get on all fours with her ass in the air making her gulp in response but listen.“ Yes Sir Grabbing the lube he squirts a little on her back entrance and slides two digits into her ass. Moving back and forth without giving Cassidy time to adjust he takes his fingers out and slams his dick in. Making Cassidy do a silent cry in pleasure before he pulls out and slams back in. After a few minutes of not being able to get off he smacks Cassidy on the ass hard leaving a bright red mark and tells her to leave. “Go I’m done with you“ but Sir please" she says and he only has to give her one fierce look before she is jumping to her feet off the bed and gathering her clothes up running out the door in a blink of an eye. Groaning in aggravation, he sits up on his king-sized bed, the plush comforter pooling around his waist. It’s as if a switch has been flipped, and suddenly his mind is flooded with thoughts of his beautiful stepsister, Shelly, from that morning. He recalls the scene vividly: the way the steam curled in the air as she stepped into the shower, her dark brown hair cascading down her back like a silky waterfall. He remembers the way her plump lips glistened with moisture, a soft pink that seemed to invite attention. Her fair skin, smooth and flawless, glowed in the soft light, making her look almost ethereal. He can’t help but picture her perfect, perky breasts, the way they stood proudly, begging to be admired. And then there’s her big, round backside, a sight that could make any man’s heart race. But it’s not just her physical beauty that captivates him; it’s the way she carries herself with a blend of confidence and grace. The memory of her shaven pussy lingers in his thoughts, a tantalizing image that seems to embody every man’s fantasy. He shakes his head slightly, trying to dispel the overwhelming allure of his thoughts, but it’s no use; his mind is ensnared in a whirlwind of desire and frustration. I slowly but pleasurably starts to stroke myself over and over again the more I fantasizes about my step sister the faster my strokes become until finally I blow my cum shoots all over my stomach, bed sheets, and pillow in long thick strings. Another round in the shower I go to clean myself up, feeling the need to wash away not just the physical grime of the day, but also the overwhelming thoughts that have been swirling in my mind. As I step under the cascade of warm water once more, I take a deep breath, allowing the steam to envelop me.Shelly’s POV: Step one in my audacious quest to seduce my stepbrother: choosing the perfect outfit. As I dive into the depths of my closet, a treasure trove of fabrics and colors, my heart races with anticipation. My fingers brush against various textures until I stumble upon a stunning ensemble that feels just right—a beautiful off-the-shoulder, short-sleeve v-neck blouse in an enchanting shade of rich green. It dances with the light and complements my skin tone flawlessly, making me feel both elegant and daring. With a mischievous smile, I pair it with a flirty jean skirt that clings to my curves in all the right places. The way it accentuates my figure leaves little to the imagination, and I can’t help but feel a surge of confidence. I slip into sleek black sandal heels, their delicate straps wrapping around my ankles like a second skin, adding a touch of sophistication and elongating my legs. Next, I turn my attention to my makeup and hair, wanting to enhance my features with
Sebastian’s POV: What in the world just happened? Honestly, what was that? I can still feel the phantom of her kiss on my cheek, the heat radiating from where her lips brushed my skin. This enchanting woman is driving me to the brink. I’m desperately trying to maintain my composure, yet here she is, flaunting her exquisite beauty right before my very eyes. I run a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the thoughts clouding my mind. She’s my stepsister, for crying out loud! Yet, how can I ignore the way my body reacts to her? My dick is still incredibly hard, a constant reminder of the intensity of the moment we just shared, and I can’t believe she just ran out the door like that, leaving me here in a whirlwind of confusion and desire. She is so naughty; I just want to bring her across my knees and spank her little fine ass until it’s as red as a rose petal. Damn you women, you’re making this so incredibly hard on me, baby girl, and you don’t even know it. The buzz of
Sebastian’s POV: Continued As I navigated the chaotic streets of New Orleans, adrenaline surged through my veins like a wild river, pushing me forward. My car screeched through intersections, the tires barely gripping the asphalt as I blew through every traffic light and stop sign. My mind was a storm of thoughts, each one more frantic than the last, and I could feel the weight of my responsibilities pressing down on me like a heavy shroud. I didn’t have to worry about the police; half of them were on my payroll, a silent agreement forged in fear and necessity. They wouldn’t dare pull me over, not when they knew the consequences of crossing me. In this city, I was the law, not because I was righteous but because I had the power to enforce my will. Ever since the shattering loss of my parents, a cruel twist of fate that left me with nothing but a burning desire for vengeance and protection, I had clawed my way to the top. Shelly was all I had left, and I would do anything to keep
Sebastian’s POV: Continued As I navigated the chaotic streets of New Orleans, adrenaline surged through my veins like a wild river, pushing me forward. My car screeched through intersections, the tires barely gripping the asphalt as I blew through every traffic light and stop sign. My mind was a storm of thoughts, each one more frantic than the last, and I could feel the weight of my responsibilities pressing down on me like a heavy shroud. I didn’t have to worry about the police; half of them were on my payroll, a silent agreement forged in fear and necessity. They wouldn’t dare pull me over, not when they knew the consequences of crossing me. In this city, I was the law, not because I was righteous but because I had the power to enforce my will. Ever since the shattering loss of my parents, a cruel twist of fate that left me with nothing but a burning desire for vengeance and protection, I had clawed my way to the top. Shelly was all I had left, and I would do anything to keep
Shelly’s POV: “Ow owe bestie you look hot if I was gay I would totally do you babe.” Sabrina says, making me giggle. “Babe, you're such a sweet bestie I love you!” I say kissing her on the cheek. “So Shelly, have you achieved the mission to seduce my fine as hell stepbrother yet? No not yet but I’ve come up with a plan and started this morning you should have seen him he could barely keep his eyes off of me Sabby.” “Girl you have been after him for years what’s the hold up?” I have no clue but it’s driving me crazy I say under my breath. I’ve known Sebrina since we were toddlers so I had to tell her of the fantasy I have about my step brother. I couldn't hide that type of shit from her even if I’ve tried. She’s my person, my best friend, my ride or die babe. We have been through some crazy shit together but I wouldn’t change it for the world. “Well babe I hope you get your baby you know I’m rooting for you always have always will. Thanks Sebrina I don’t know what I would
Sebastian’s POV: The atmosphere in the warehouse was thick with tension, the remnants of violence hanging in the air like a shroud. I leaned closer to James, my voice a low, threatening whisper. “My name is James. I was tailing Shelly because that was my task from my boss. He made me do it.” “Go on,” I urged, my tone dripping with menace. “What is the name of your boss?” “You know him. You know him very well.” His voice trembled, and I could see the sweat beading on his forehead, the desperation etched into the lines of his face. His admission sent a shiver down my spine. “His name is Mr. Lorenzo. The very man who put out the hit on your parents.” The name hung in the air between us, heavy with the weight of our shared history, a name that conjured memories of loss and betrayal. “Why is he after my stepsister, Shelly?” My voice cut through the silence, fierce and unyielding. James swallowed hard, his eyes darting around as if searching for an escape that wouldn’t come. “He
Sebastian’s POV: A rush of heat flooded my body at the unmistakable sound of her sweet, soft moans. I felt my heart race and my senses sharpen. It was a sound I had heard many times before, one that ignited a primal desire deep within me. I had often found myself drawn to her bedroom at night, compelled to check on her, to make sure she was safe and sound, only to leave with a cold shower as my only relief. Walking toward her room, I noticed the door was ajar, a slight invitation that I couldn’t resist. I paused, my breath hitching in my throat as I peered inside. What I saw froze me in place, desire coursing through my veins like wildfire. Shelly was sprawled out on her bed, completely naked, her head thrown back against the pillow. Her legs were spread wide open, leaving me with an unfiltered view of her mouth-watering, pink, shaven pussy. I licked my lips, entranced, unable to look away. Her fingers moved skillfully, sliding in and out of her tight walls, and the sounds she
Shelly’s POV: It’s been a few days since the incident, and I still haven’t had the courage to tell Sebastian what Chase did to me. I know Sebastian he would kill him without a second thought. I couldn’t blame him though but I don’t want to lose him either. Strangely enough, I haven’t seen Chase around school these last few days either. There are whispers circulating around the students that he might have been sent to Providence, or perhaps his mother chose to send him to live with his dad again. He’s a big bully and this is only the tip of the iceberg for his antics. For those who don’t know, Providence is a school specifically designed for students who have gotten into serious trouble—those whom regular schools can no longer manage. Due to the safety of the student himself or her self or the stupids in a regular school. The teachers can no longer handle these stupids anymore. The environment in providence is much stricter, with heightened police protocols and a stricter co
Shelly’s POV The after-party, in my book, ended on a high note. At least now, I won’t have to worry about all those fake people who only wanted to be friends with me or Sabrina just to get close to Sebastian. It’s not like he would ever entertain them, but it always bugged me. Finally, that chapter in my life is officially closed, and I can breathe easier. As I sat at the kitchen table reminiscing about last night, Sebastian approached me with a warm smile, lifting me gently. He took my spot and nestled me comfortably onto his lap. “Good morning, baby girl,” he greeted, his voice as soothing as ever. “How are you feeling? How does it feel to finally be a college graduate?” “I feel fantastic, baby,” I replied with a gleam in my eyes. “It’s so liberating. No more school drama or people feigning interest just to get to you.” My slight grumble made Seb chuckle endearingly. “Oh, baby girl,” he said reassuringly, “you know I’ve always had eyes only for you. None of them ever stood
Shelly’s POV Once at home, Sabrina and I dove into the world of fashion, eager to choose the perfect outfits that would set the tone for a night of memorable memories. We decided on light-colored cocktail dresses. I chose a delicate, light blue dress, with intricate lace details that danced around the hem and gave it a whimsical touch. It complimented my complexion. Sabrina, always the lively spirit, opted for a vibrant pink dress that radiated joy and confidence. The dress, with its playful ruffles and sophisticated cut, highlighted her bubbly personality flawlessly. Meanwhile, Sebastian and Michal wore a more casual yet sophisticated approach. They selected outfits that combined comfort with a touch of bad boy style, settling on classic blue jeans paired with sharp, well-fitted button-up shirts. With their black leather jackets. Sebastian came up to me and laid a kiss on my lips whispering ”I can't wait to rip this dress off of you tonight baby. You look amazing and sexy as
Shelly’s POVThe last two weeks have passed in a blur since the plane crash, and life is gradually settling back into what could be considered normal, as much as it possibly can under the circumstances. Despite the chaos, it's been an incredibly eventful period. The funerals, though held amid sorrow and loss, were deeply moving and offered a sense of closure. I'm relieved to see that Sebastian, Michal, and the rest of our group have managed to return to their usual selves, persevering through the grief. Sabrina and I have been swamped with exams, thanks to the fact that it's the end of our senior year. We’ve been working tirelessly, burning the midnight oil, in a bid to ace every single one of them so we can graduate with flying colors. And today’s the big graduation day! The excitement coursing through me is amazing. I’m thrilled to be closing this chapter of my life and looking forward to what lies ahead.
Shelly’s POV Sebastian and Michal were officially advised to rest for a week following the tragic event, but their resilience and sense of duty wouldn't allow them to remain idle. They didn't completely disregard the recommendation to take it easy, but they couldn't sit back while Sabrina and I handled all the funeral arrangements on our own. "We can't just stand by, Shelly," Sebastian insisted, his voice steady yet underscored by a quiet urgency. "This is our responsibility. These are our people. I can’t abandon them because I’m supposed to be resting." I nodded, my eyes dark with determination. "I know. It’s hard to sit in the background, and you're stubborn as hell but yes I won’t stop you from helping but you need to promise to take it easy I just got you back myself Sebastian." “Thank you baby you're stubborn I’ll give you that and I know you're just looking out for me and that’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says and gives me a gentle kiss on the lips. Al
Shelly’s POV Continued As Sebastian drifted into sleep, Sabrina and I found ourselves wrapped in the heavy silence of the car, the hum of the engine the only constant. Breaking the silence, Sabrina sighed, “It’s overwhelming, isn’t it? Thinking about the families who won’t be as lucky as we were.” I nodded, the weight of the realization settling in. “Yeah, it is. We need to think about how to honor them too. There’s so much to plan aside from our weddings.” Sabrina leaned back, looking out the window, “Maybe some charity work, or setting up a fund in their names? Something meaningful to remember them by.” “That’s a great idea,” I agreed, appreciating her sense of empathy. “We’ll make sure they’re always remembered. But,” I added, trying to shift the mood, “I can’t believe Sebastian asked me to Marry him!” Sabrina’s eyes lit up at the change of subject. I continue “I’ve been dreaming about a fairytale-like theme, something with enchanted forests and twinkling lights.” “Sounds m
Shelly’s POV As I stand there, completely overwhelmed, I watch Sebastian, his eyes glued to mine, sparkling with anticipation and love. I can hardly believe it. Did he just propose? Is this happening right now? My heart races, a cacophony of emotions swirling inside me. My mind repeats, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh," like a mantra, trying to grasp the reality of the moment. I feel tears welling up, and I can hardly contain them. Sabrina, my delightful whirlwind of a friend, is beside herself, squealing like a kid at a theme park. "Girl, you better say yes!" she exclaims, wrapped up in Michael's arms, laughter and tears mixing together in the most heartwarming way. I tear my gaze from Sebastian to take in the surreal scene around me. Friends. Love. Joy. It's like a dream I never want to wake up from. Finally, I find my voice, wobbly but exhilarated, and I look Sebastian right in the eyes, those eyes that are both tender and strong. "Yes!" I shout, my heart leaping with joy. "I would
Sebastian’s POV It’s been quite a few days since we found ourselves stranded on this isolated island. Climbing up the hill to get some phone service on our first night was, unfortunately, a failure. The anticipation we felt as we embarked on that climb quickly turned into disappointment. Realizing the need to conserve our phone batteries, Michal and I devised a plan. It's a delicate dance of optimism and realism that drives our strategy. Each morning, filled with a mix of dread and hope, either Michal or I make the climb up the steep hill. Once we reach the top, we only turn on our phones for a few precious minutes, sending brief yet informative texts to our girls and the men hoping that it will help locate us. After that, we quickly power off the devices, clinging to the slim hope that one of our messages will make it through. We understand it’s a long shot, wishful thinking at best, but it’s one of the few things that keeps us grounded. The ocean’s vast, waves make any atte
Shelly’s POV With the relentless buzzing of my alarm clock piercing through the quiet morning, I groggily lean over to silence it. As I roll over to give Sebastian his usual morning kiss, a chill runs down my spine. His side of the bed is cold, and he's nowhere to be seen. Anxiety tingles at the edges of my consciousness as I whisper to myself, "Where could he be at this hour?" Quickly, I scan the bedroom, squinting through the dim light. I even peek into the bathroom, but it’s empty, with no trace of him. Feeling a rising sense of urgency, I make my way down to the kitchen, hoping I'd find him sipping his morning coffee, but the eerie silence greets me instead. Panic begins to tighten its grip on my heart. On my way out, I bump into Sabrina. She's startled by my sudden appearance. "Sabrina, have you seen Sebastian this morning?" I ask, my voice tinged with worry. She gazes at me with a bewildered expression. "Babe, he’s not back yet?" Her words make my heart skip a beat. "Wha
Sebastian’s POV Swimming to shore turned out to be much more challenging than we had initially imagined. The relentless waves seemed to conspire against us the entire way, making every stroke feel like an uphill battle. Despite the adversity, our determination carried us through, and eventually, we managed to make it to the shore, drenched and exhausted. The very moment my feet sank into the firm, wet sands, an adrenaline-fueled urgency surged within me, compelling me to sprint towards the dense line of trees in search of coverage. The relentless storm that had tossed us from our vessel still raged mercilessly, a true force of nature that showed no signs of relenting. The shore, far from being a sanctuary, was a chaotic, dangerous expanse with the tide rapidly advancing and threatening to swallow everything in its path. Each roaring wave seemed intent on reclaiming us, making our retreat inland seem like a race against time. Reaching the relative safety offered by the trees,